<Storyteller> The winds have died down and the ship is still. The crew are examining
the deck for damage, while William tries to gauge the course.
* IronJohn tries to do the same
<IronJohn> "Looks like we are closer to New York."
* Friday climbs to the helm
* Abe directs the ship towards a straight line to New York
<Storyteller> The Ulysses lurches as it gathers it's speed
* IronJohn goes back to commanding the ship
* Daniel walks around the ship, getting his bearings on all the areas
* Hans is on deck, waiting to disembark and take the fight to the spectres.
* Werlynn is in his quarters
* Remy grabs his pistol and his gladius
* Brianna stands on deck, sword girded about her waist. She is wearing a long white,
egyptian-style robe.
* Hans has his pistol and a gladius he has somehow attained.
<IronJohn> "We have a week more until we hit New York."
* Remy kinda cocks an eye at Brianna, but doesn't say anything
* Brianna looks at Remy and smiles slightly
* Abe looks at Brianna, then shrugs and gets back to work
* Brianna is wearing a golden headress upon her head, also
* Remy smiles back
* Simon walks upon the deck
* Simon walks towards Daniel
* Remy has taken off his fancy suit jacket, and is simply wearing a white shirt
underneath. His holster is obvious without the jacket. He wears a fedora, and has
a determined look
<Simon> "So how bad is it in New York?"
<Daniel> "It's not very pretty. Ever see Apocalypse Now, or Platoon? It's sorta like
that, only replace jungle with concrete."
<Simon> "Good god."
<Simon> "How are we doing?"
<IronJohn> "We are a week away from New York."
* Simon nods
<Remy> "'Course I seen Apocalypse Now."
<Remy> "*An'* I read Heart of Darkness."
* Remy smiles
<Simon> "I just hope we can find a safe place to dock."
* IronJohn looks at Simon for a moment
<IronJohn> "Me too."
<Storyteller> The crew work in silence, the worry weighs heavily upon them.
* Daniel keeps searching around the ship, watching people as they go about their work
* Friday looks at Daniel
<Friday> "So is there any place safe to dock?"
* Remy gets his scales and checks that they're balancing properly, to pass the time
<Hans> "Couldn't we just dock some ways away from the city and then fight are way in?
I know that is risky, but it may be our only choice."
<Daniel> "Ummmm...if the harbour hasn't fallen yet to spectre invaders, I guess you
could go there. Otherwise, you'll want to park as close to shore as you can, and
send in rowboats or something to sneak in."
* Werlynn returns to the deck, his corpus now in its original shape
<Hans> "If we could fly in, that would be a great help, but how many of us can fly?"
<Daniel> "Not I."
<Friday> "I can."
<Hans> "We could train those to use Argos."
<Daniel> "That would be fun."
* Brianna shakes her head no
<Remy> "I can."
<Abe> "That would take too long."
<Hans> "What we need is a map of New York and to then devise a plan of attack."
<Rodgers> "Oy! Captian! Ship ahoy!"
<Daniel> "What we need is someone to go out and recon New York harbour and see if
it's fallen to the enemy yet."
* IronJohn takes out his spyglass and takes a look
<IronJohn> "Damn....spectres."
<Hans> "Does anyone have a map of New York?"
<IronJohn> "Man the cannons!"
* Daniel draws his sword
<Remy> "Not on me..."
* Abe readies the wheel
* Remy squints into the distance
* Hans readies his pistol and sword for battle.
<Daniel> "So, our infernal enemy finds us at last! I welcome the fight!"
* Brianna draws her sword
* IronJohn draws his pistol
<Storyteller> A great ship is heading towards you fast and furious, and as it moves
you can that there is another ship behind it.
* William_ draws his sword and kneels, sword held like a cross, and whispers a
blessing in Latin
<Hans> {Daniel:Remember the last time you welcomed a challenge.(You hear the
sound of a woman screaming and flesh being ripped by a metal hook)}
* IronJohn looks at the ship behind the spectre ship
<Storyteller> The crew rush about the deck, aiming cannons and drawing weapons
<Daniel> (Ah, my dishonourable friend speaks again, at long last. I shall overcome
this battle, and someday return to the land of the living. This is just another
chapter in the epic the is my life.)
* Remy holds his pistol ready, wondering how effective it will be...
<Storyteller> The front ship fires on Ulysses
* Brianna braces herself
* Remy grabs on to the mast
* Abe turns the wheel hard to port
<Storyteller> The fire misses the ship entirely
* Daniel grabs on to something sturdy
<Storyteller> The ship from behind fires...
<Storyteller> The great front ship suddenly jerks halfway into the air as the cannon
fire hits it. It almost stops as the ship speeds from behind it and draws along
side of it
<Remy> "Oh shit..."
* Hans grabs onto something for dear life.
<Garret> "Captain! Do we fire!?"
<IronJohn> "Fire!"
<Storyteller> The Ulysses fires and the great ship breaks into two halves and begins
to sink
<Storyteller> The crew begin to shout and cheer
<IronJohn> "Bastards....they deserve what they got."
<Garret> "Sir! It's the Warsaw! She's one of ours!"
<IronJohn> "Throw the Kingdom flag up."
* Remy sighs...
<IronJohn> "Someone give them the signals."
<Storyteller> The banner flies upon the mast as the Warsaw comes into berth
* William_ watches the spectre ship sink
<Storyteller> The Warsaw pull up next to Ulysses and a plank is drawn
* Daniel rests his hand in his sword
* IronJohn approches the side
<Captian Bellinger> "Glad to see you've made it back!"
* Remy smiles and salutes the captian
<IronJohn> "Believe me so are we..."
* Captian Bellinger salutes back
<Remy> "We're under new management, but it's good to be here."
<Captian Bellinger> "We got the order this morning to come and escort you back in. Lucky that
order came through when it did."
<IronJohn> "Much abbliged Captian Bellinger."
<IronJohn> "Whats the situation in New York?"
<Captian Bellinger> "No problem, it was a good thing you sent word you'd be here today."
* William_ watches them
<Captian Bellinger> "I won't mince words with you, it's bad."
<IronJohn> "Then lets get going."
<Captian Bellinger> "We have lost several of the Legion Halls."
<Daniel> "How much of the city has fallen?"
<Brianna> "Which Halls have fallen?"
<IronJohn> "If you will excuse me for a miniute Captian..."
<IronJohn> "Mr LeClaire...may I have a word with you?"
* Remy nods
<Captian Bellinger> "The only Halls that are standing are the World Trade center, and Ellis
Island. Washington park is still ours thank god."
<Remy> "Of course, sir."
* IronJohn takes Remy aside
<IronJohn> *Whispered* "We never sent word...."
<IronJohn> *Whispered* "Be on the look out and warn the others."
<Remy> *Whispers* "So command doesn't know? I'll try to warn the others."
<Captian Bellinger> "We have tried to recover them, but our efforts have been in vain."
<IronJohn> *Whispers* "Do that."
* IronJohn rejoins the others
* Remy does too
<Storyteller> The crew all crowd in listening to Captian Bellinger
* Daniel stands back behind the crowd
<Captian Bellinger> "Anaceron Ambrose has been looking for you."
* _Hans wishes he had a nice beer and bratwurst.
<Captian Bellinger> "Oh and I have a message here."
* Captian Bellinger looks at Brianna
<Captian Bellinger> "Are you Brianna?"
* Brianna nods
* William_ goes to the rail and looks at the crew of the other ship.
<Brianna> "Yes, I am."
* Remy salutes the captian. "I have some last minute plans to go over. William,
Brianna, lets get to work!"
* Captian Bellinger hands over a sealed document
* Brianna takes it
<Brianna> "Thank you."
<Brianna> "Just a moment, Remy."
* Brianna opens the document
<Captian Bellinger> "It's from Anaceron Ambrose when she said she recieved word from you."
* Remy winces inwardly
<IronJohn> "Thank you Captian Bellinger....."
<Remy> "Brianna, you aren't disobeying a seinor officer, are you?"
<Remy> "NOW, soldier."
<Brianna> "Oh!"
* Brianna hastily closes the document and follows Remy
* Remy walks off to the briefing room.
* Captian Bellinger shakes his head
* William_ watches the other crew carefully
<Captian Bellinger> "Well Captian, we should be heading out. I'll escort you in."
* Remy motions angrily at William
<IronJohn> "Thank you captain."
* Captian Bellinger heads back to his ship, the plank is removed
* IronJohn extends his hand to the captain
* Captian Bellinger shakes his hand over the railing
* IronJohn waits for the ship to pull away and then gives the order to head to New
York
<IronJohn> "Hans...Daniel...may I have a word with you?"
* _Hans goes to the captain. "Yes sir."
* Brianna waits with Remy for William
<Remy> On the way to the cabin, Remy says: "Sorry to do that, Bri. Don' trust that
one. We never sent word to the city of our arrival. I don' know what that note
is, but I think we should be cautious about the contents. I'm not generally the
paranoid type, but..."
<Brianna> "Oooh..I see. No need to apologize, Remy."
* Brianna smiles
* Daniel walks over to IronJohn
* William_ finally turns and follows Remy
<Daniel> "How can I be of assisstance, sir?"
* Remy smiles back
<Brianna> "Do I have your permission to read my letter now?"
<IronJohn> "We never sent word....something is up...be on the lookout for trechery."
* Remy concentrates on the web of fate around him, tossing his dice up and down
<_Hans> "Yes sir. Thought something seemed odd but wasn't sure."
<William_> "You wished to see me Remy?"
* Brianna opens the letter and reads it
<IronJohn> "If you get the chance..."
<Remy> "Yes. We never sent word of our arrival. Something's fishy. Be ready for
trechery.."
* Daniel wanders below decks
* Brianna 's eyes widen slightly as she stares at the contents of the letter
* William_ nods and walks back to the bow of the ship
* Remy looks at Brianna
<Remy> "Somethin' wrong?"
* Brianna shakes her head. "No, nothing is wrong..this is just puzzling."
* IronJohn joins the others
* Brianna carefully folds the paper back up, and puts it in one of her pockets
<IronJohn> "Whats puzzling?"
* Remy nods to Bri
* Friday knocks on the door
<Brianna> "I think that we can trust the captain, he told us that the Ambrose was the
one who told him that we were on our way, and this document is most certainly from
someone of the Legion of Fate."
* IronJohn looks at Brianna
<Remy> "Maybe...I suggest we keep our eyes open jus' incase. What makes you sure
it's from our Legion?"
<Brianna> "There are things in here that only two people besides myself know about."
<Daniel> "It could be forged by some devious and cunning malicious intelligence bent
on our destruction."
* Remy nods to Brianna. "That's true, but I've been thinking..."
<Brianna> "Yes?"
<Remy> "What if our Shadows can communicate with Spectres somehow? Tell 'em our
secrets..."
<William_> {Bri: It's certainly possible. Muahahahaha.}
<IronJohn> {Remy: I have been talking with the others and none of us can do that...}
<Remy> (Well, you'll forgive me if I don' exactly trust you. An' how did you talk
with the others *if* you can't communicate with them)
<IronJohn> { Remy: No comment....}
<Remy> "Well, let's just proceed with caution."
<Daniel> {William: As we speak, New York falls, and my minions wreak havok upon the
masses. *sounds of a woman being raped and beat* This is what you will find in
the new, improved New York. My kind of place. And yours.}
<_Hans> {Daniel: I just found out that Ironclaw died and is in New York battling the
spectres. Just think, you and him side by side fighting for good.}
<Storyteller> {Remy-Hehehe New York is my kinda town!}
<William_> (New York will not fall until there is no one left to fight for it.)
<Daniel> (If he died, and was here, I wouldn't let any spectre do my work for me.)
<_Hans> {Daniel: So killing an ally against the spectres is a good idea? I'll
remember that.}
<Storyteller> {Remy(in Emily's voice)-Hey daddy! New York is so much better now...it
used to be the city that never sleeps, but soon it will be the city that will never
wake up!}
<Daniel> {William: *sounds of child crying for his mother, a squishing noise, then
silence* You will fail at this task, like you failed miserably in your quest for
the Grail. Chilling, grim laughter echoes throughout your head}
<Remy> (FUCK OFF!)
<Storyteller> The Ulysses keeps up with the Warsaw as the two ships head towards New
York
<William_> (I will not fail, and that is why you and your kind fear me.)
<Friday> "Captian!! Captian!!!"
<IronJohn> "Yes?"
<Friday> "Look!", he says as he points off in the distance
* IronJohn looks
<Daniel> {William: Peals of dark, evil laughter echoes throughout your head. Then
unnerving silence.}
<Storyteller> There in the distance is a large billow of barrow smoke
<Storyteller> As you get closer you can see the skyline of New York. The crew stop
their work and all they can do is stare at New York.
<William_> (I'm sure to do quite a good job of convincing yourself that you are
strong.)
* Remy tests the connection between him and Emily, just to be safe
<Storyteller> Closer and closer until you can see the greenish lights flickering from
within the city
<Storyteller> And now the city of New York looms before you as a city in flames.....
<Storyteller> The end of Chapter Two: Voyages of the good Ulysses
